4/1/08Characters Martin Lawrence- Richard Cory Townspeople Chris Rock, Dane Cook, Adam Sandler Setting: Winter, Town of Milford, 2000’s
Scene 1
Chris Rock: Yo Dane! Who do you think is the hottest woman in this country?
Dane Cook: Oh definitely Jessica Alba!
Chris Rock: Man, you’re just saying that because you played with her in the movie, “Good Luck Chuck.”
Dane Cook: Whatever man.
Chris Rock: How about you Adam?
Adam Sandler: Ummm…Lets See…Pamela Anderson.
Chris Rock: Man, you two are both wrong. Carmen Electra has the body of a god.
Adam Sandler and Dane Cook: Man Whatever.
Scene 2
Chris Rock: Yo Adam, do you have any money on you?
Adam Sandler: Yeah, why?
Chris Rock: Want to buy me some bread and I’ll pay you back tomorrow?
Adam Sandler: Uhhh…no?
Chris Rock: Man, forget you. How about you Dane, my best friend in the whole world?
Dane Cook: Get out of here man. I need this for my family. And plus, last time I payed for you, you didn’t pay me back for 3 months.
Chris Rock: Damn, you’re good.
Scene 3
Adam Sandler: Yo guys, isn’t that old man Martin Lawrence?
Martin Lawrence: Yes it is. How you doing today men?
Chris Rock: Good? (confused)
Martin Larence: Well, seeya around.
Chris Rock: Doesn't that guy live in that big mansion up the street?
Adam Sandler: Yeah, he’s so lucky that he’s rich. I wish I could be him.
Dane Cook: I mean seriously, look at what he’s wearing. Everything he’s wearing is made of cotton.
Cotton shirt, cotton jacket, cotton hat, cotton pants, and even cotton shoes.
Chris Rock: I saw him with his wife the other day. She’s blazing!
Dane Cook: Is she?
Chris Rock: Yeah.
Chris Rock: Alright guys, see you tomorrow. (Shakes hands with Dane and Adam)
Scene 4
(Ring Ring Ring!)
Adam Sandler: Hello? (Tired)
Dane Cook: Adam I got bad news.
Adam Sandler: What is it?
Dane Cook: Chris is dead.
Adam Sandler: Are you kidding me! What happened!
Dane Cook: Old man Martin Lawrence is dead too.
Adam Sandler: What happened man?
Dane Cook:Chris slept with Martin’s wife. Martin shot Chris and then shot himself.
Martin Lawrence- Richard Cory
Townspeople
Chris Rock, Dane Cook, Adam Sandler
Setting:
Winter, Town of Milford, 2000’s
Scene 1
Chris Rock: Yo Dane! Who do you think is the hottest woman in this country?
Dane Cook: Oh definitely Jessica Alba!
Chris Rock: Man, you’re just saying that because you played with her in the movie, “Good Luck Chuck.”
Dane Cook: Whatever man.
Chris Rock: How about you Adam?
Adam Sandler: Ummm…Lets See…Pamela Anderson.
Chris Rock: Man, you two are both wrong. Carmen Electra has the body of a god.
Adam Sandler and Dane Cook: Man Whatever.
Scene 2
Chris Rock: Yo Adam, do you have any money on you?
Adam Sandler: Yeah, why?
Chris Rock: Want to buy me some bread and I’ll pay you back tomorrow?
Adam Sandler: Uhhh…no?
Chris Rock: Man, forget you. How about you Dane, my best friend in the whole world?
Dane Cook: Get out of here man. I need this for my family. And plus, last time I payed for you, you didn’t pay me back for 3 months.
Chris Rock: Damn, you’re good.
Scene 3
Adam Sandler: Yo guys, isn’t that old man Martin Lawrence?
Martin Lawrence: Yes it is. How you doing today men?
Chris Rock: Good? (confused)
Martin Larence: Well, seeya around.
Chris Rock: Doesn't that guy live in that big mansion up the street?
Adam Sandler: Yeah, he’s so lucky that he’s rich. I wish I could be him.
Dane Cook: I mean seriously, look at what he’s wearing. Everything he’s wearing is made of cotton.
Cotton shirt, cotton jacket, cotton hat, cotton pants, and even cotton shoes.
Chris Rock: I saw him with his wife the other day. She’s blazing!
Dane Cook: Is she?
Chris Rock: Yeah.
Chris Rock: Alright guys, see you tomorrow. (Shakes hands with Dane and Adam)
Scene 4
(Ring Ring Ring!)
Adam Sandler: Hello? (Tired)
Dane Cook: Adam I got bad news.
Adam Sandler: What is it?
Dane Cook: Chris is dead.
Adam Sandler: Are you kidding me! What happened!
Dane Cook: Old man Martin Lawrence is dead too.
Adam Sandler: What happened man?
Dane Cook: Chris slept with Martin’s wife. Martin shot Chris and then shot himself.
Adam Sandler: Oh damn.